SOUTHWESTERN GOTHIC - creepy desert towns, navajo legends, flickering neon signs promising “last chance”, that feeling that someone is watching you from the cheap motel hall. rancher and navajo blood fueds, aztec curses and criminals who only come out at night, vanish like shadows and slip over the border like smoke, rumored to something other than human. [ l i s t e n ]
i. grindhouse (planet terror theme) - planet terror OST | ii. ain’t no easy way - black rebel motorcycle club | iii. down in mexico - the coasters | iv. no place to hide (down here) - jace everett | v. i put a spell on you - creedence clearwater revival | vi. wayfaring stranger - neko case | vii. highway 61 - dave alvin | viii. black magic woman - santana | ix. beyond here lies nothin’ - bob dylan | x. ten cent pistol - the black keys | xi. sunshine of your love - ella fitzgerald | xii. good man - heavy trash | xiii. bad moon rising - mourning ritual | xiv. dark night - the blasters | xv. witchy woman - the eagles | xvi. people are strange - echo and the bunnymen | xvii. will there be enough water - the dead weather | xviii. o death - lauren o’connell | xix. red right hand - nick cave & the bad seeds
She had curves in all the wrong places - some of them cast a 3-dimensional shadow, still others hummed a low, discordant note as they flitted about like flies. She was nothing like other girls - she was an abomination from the 6th plane of torment
Hello all. I write. A lot. A great deal of my writing ends up here. Currently, I am writing Rise of the Guardians fanfiction most often. The things I reblog often include RotG art, but my other interests include Labyrinth, Good Omens, Animorphs, Babylon 5, Abarat, poetry, masks, light, shadow, water, and bad humor. My most accurate formal title is master and I feel very old.